This is a song about "Leg hair"

Plus you gotta rewrite those lines that you said about michaels hair

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

I'm sick enough to steal your cat, tear out all his hair

Everybody put three fingers in the air

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

Like lindsay lohan's vagina hair

With one leg left, now i'm hoppin' around crippled

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

Striving, working nine to five with no health care